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It was already midnight when Su Lang came back.

Xinghui drank a plate of vinegar at noon, and overturned the jar of vinegar in his heart. He was so sour that he was taking a nap on the couch.Hearing Su Lang's footsteps outside and the concierge's greeting, he hurriedly wrapped the quilt around his body a little tighter, leaving only the back of his head facing the visitor.

As soon as Su Lang stepped into the inner hall, he could smell the faint smell of vinegar. The hall had just been tidied up and no incense was burned. He beckoned a servant and asked softly, "Why didn't you light any incense?"

The boy knew that he was asking about the faint smell of jealousy in the hall, and he looked helpless: "Master, it's not that we don't order, it's because the adult inside refused to let him, he said... he said he was willing."

Su Lang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then lowered his eyes and smiled again, and when he raised his eyelids again, the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with joy.

The young servant looked at him inexplicably, with a puzzled face, and boldly asked: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, what did he have for lunch?" Su Lang smiled, but his eyes were full of satisfaction.

The boy was even more at a loss: "Dumplings, my lord specially ordered a plate of old vinegar."

"Old vinegar", Su Lang pondered for a moment, smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, you can go."

The boy scratched his head and retreated, wondering in his heart, the grown-ups from the imperial capital were so surprised, one wanted to swallow the jar of vinegar, and the other almost wrote "I'm very happy" on his face when he heard the vinegar. Is vinegar so good?Could it be some new way of eating in the imperial capital?

The two jealous adults obviously couldn't hear his voice, Su Lang stepped into the inner room, and saw a head on the couch facing him, as if he heard him coming, he turned sideways unobtrusively , and lay down with his back to himself, as if he was asleep.

Su Lang didn't expose him, walked over lightly, sat on the side of the couch, smiled a little, and said to himself: "I saw Miss Xiao today, she is indeed a lady from a famous family, she is demure and dignified, she is gentle and gentle. Graceful and elegant."

Xinghui tightly clenched the brocade quilt on his body, his heart was sore and bitter, his eyes felt a little hot, his whole body was stiff, and the evil fire in his heart was creeping upwards.

But I heard Su Lang continue: "But even though she is so good, she is not what I like."

Su Lang paused, put his hand on the young man's heart, and said in a gentle but firm voice, "I like lively, cheerful and a little headstrong, it's best to be half-stepped. If this person happens to be the young master of Lishan, That would be great..."

Only now did Xinghui realize that Su Lang was talking about him, and Su Lang said that he liked him.

From tacit understanding to utterance, the difference is only one sentence, but Xinghui dare not.For the first time, he clearly knew that he liked someone, but he was afraid that this consonance was actually his own wishful thinking.He heard "Xiao Ruyi" who had known Su Lang since childhood. Even though Xiao Gaomin and Su Lang said that they had no engagement, he still felt sour and scared. It was not until now when Su Lang said that he liked him that his heart was finally settled. When I got down, it seemed to be wrapped softly by a pool of warm spring water, and it couldn't be realized. I just felt like I was in a dream.

Su Lang was behind him, as if he was afraid that he would not hear, he said again: "No matter how good a famous lady is, she is not the young master in my heart."

Xinghui's heart suddenly thumped violently because of these words, red clouds rose on his face, and the tips of his ears were burning hot, he couldn't pretend anymore, turned over and pushed Su Lang, "Who wants you to like it!"

His face was blushing, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at Su Lang, and just as soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed himself back into a ball of quilt, and this time he didn't even want to show his head.

Su Lang gave a low laugh, got up on the couch and fished him out of the brocade quilt, put his hands around his waist loosely: "That can't be helped, I've already fallen in love with him, and I can't take my heart back."

Xinghui's heart was about to jump out, layers of burning clouds floated from his cheeks to the tips of his ears, he poked back with his elbow, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, and he said angrily: "No! hug me."

Su Lang leaned his head slightly on Xinghui's neck and shoulders, and his warm breath swept over his earlobe: "No? Isn't it all agreed, the one who paid off the debt and warmed my bed won't even be hugged now?"

Half of Xinghui's body went limp, and he said indiscriminately, "I won't give you a hug, you'll have to pay more..."

It wasn't until Su Lang laughed in his ear that Xinghui realized what he had said just now, and with a hum, he shrunk directly into the quilt, buried himself in the brocade quilt, and refused to come out again.

Su Lang was afraid that he would bore him, so he pulled the quilt down with a smile and stroked his straight back: "Okay, since the young master won't allow me to hug him, then I won't hug him, and I will listen to the young master."

As if in harmony with the voice, Xinghui lightened his waist, and the hand that was loosely encircling him really took it back. He lowered his eyes and glanced at his waist, feeling that something was missing, and his heart was also small. One piece is empty.

It seemed that the hand that was removed just now was quite suitable and eye-catching when it was around his waist.

Su Lang seemed to be really tired, lying beside him with his eyes closed, but within the time of a cup of tea, light and long breaths came from Xinghui's side, a few strands of hair hung down on both sides, Xinghui turned sideways , grabbed a strand of Su Lang's long hair and rubbed it, and turned around to face Su Lang with light movements. Seeing that there was no response from the person, it seemed that he had really fallen asleep. Xinghui moved his face closer, counting Looking at the long eyelashes of the person in front of him, he fell in love with what he said just now, and he couldn't take it back.

hateful.

This man is really hateful.

It's fine if you can't take back your own, but also take away his.

He drew and outlined the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him stroke by stroke in his heart, and his whole heart was about to melt, soft and hot, and what flowed in his heart was all the charming affection that he dared not express easily.

He blew lightly on the person beside him, seeing that there was still no response, and he was really asleep, so he propped himself up vigorously, leaned forward and pecked his soft and warm lips, as if he felt that it was not sweet enough, stretched out again A little bit of the tip of the tongue lightly licked it.

He was like a child who was stealing honey, he finally mustered up the courage to secretly lick the sugar while he was not paying attention, but unexpectedly, his "honey" suddenly opened his eyes.

Xinghui was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, he was firmly surrounded by Su Lang in the next moment, and he leaned on him with his soft and warm lips, "Honey" was not at all Minding that he was secretly pecked and licked just now, and even sent himself back to the tip of the lips, teeth and tongue of the sugar thief intact.

After this kiss, Su Lang let go of the person in his arms, before the blush on Xinghui's face disappeared, he flew up to the crimson cloud again, and buried his head in Su Lang's arms without moving, as if this would be enough Let the people in front of you forget that he was the bold sugar thief just now.

It's a pity that the person in front of him will not be as he wished, Su Lang hugged him and sat up again, wrapped Xinghui in his arms, wrapped one hand around his waist, and gently pressed the back of his neck with the other hand, the corner of his mouth Upwardly: "I'm a generous creditor, can I give you another bite?"

Xinghui was too shy to raise his head, Su Lang didn't wait for the person in his arms to answer, he inserted one hand loosely into Xinghui's hair, his lips brushed lightly across his blushing earlobes and cheeks, and finally covered that square inch In between, he was tossing and turning gently over and over again, kissing and kissing, before prying his lips open with the tip of his tongue, carefully grabbing every corner of the candy thief's lips and teeth, insisting on delivering the sweetness of "honey" from his lips to his heart between.

The author says:

This chapter is like the title, there is no plot, just write a little bit of sweet happiness~ By the way, pray for a little starfish in a low voice.